Autism and meltdown

Helpless. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know where to look. I don’t know what to say. I talk. I use a calm voice, reassuring. Suggesting, telling. I shout. My temper flaring. I can’t see sense. She can’t see sense. She’s self harming, screaming, shouting. My voice falling on deaf ears. She is…… Continue reading Autism and meltdown

Autism and excessive eating.

This world is a very confusing place to be. A place full of people we don’t understand. A place full of rules we don’t want to stick to. Rules. That is what ‘our Autism’ struggles with the most…. ….and the consequence of breaking them. She just does not understand, or maybe accept, that things happen…… Continue reading Autism and excessive eating.

It’s ok to not be ok.

This week is Mental Health Awareness week. Research has found that parents of Autistic children are twice as likely to suffer from a psychiatric illness. I do. A few years ago I had an emotional breakdown. I hid myself away, I was ashamed…. ….but now I stand proud with all the other sufferers, not embarrassed…… Continue reading It’s ok to not be ok.

Autism and Ehlers Danlos Syndrome type 3.

My girl has Autism. I have spent alot of her life focusing on this and trying to make the world an easier place for her. My girl has Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, hypermobility type. She was born with this condition but not officially diagnosed until she was 7. I try not to focus so much on…… Continue reading Autism and Ehlers Danlos Syndrome type 3.

What a weekend. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry… Today has been rough, today has been hard, My girls’ behaviour has caught me off guard, A long weekend; what she needed I thought, But today has been manic, emotions were fraught. I forgot to remember how she would feel, When the routine was changed, it is a big deal, For her, for…… Continue reading What a weekend. I’m sorry.

Depression.

Depression. From the deepest hole of darkness, I look up to see the light, My feet are tethered to the ground, By anxiety and fright, Depressions’ got a grip on me, I fear it’ll never let go, The space is growing darker, As the evil demon grows. In the deepest hole of darkness, The light…… Continue reading Depression.

Expectations of parenting.

Am I the parent I thought I would be? I think about this alot. I thought I would be so different…. …..but I’m not. I think we all do it. We all think, for example, we won’t give our children sweets, they won’t be allowed screen time, they will in bed by 7pm every night;…… Continue reading Expectations of parenting.